Among My Favorite Thoughts

Among My Favorite Thoughts prose poem

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You say it is lovely the rumination of what is gone by!
I say it is graceful to put the past away!
You ask how can I build a harmonious collocation?!
I say with a simple fiction combination!
You say how fascinating when the Stars show up, they are restoring the picturesque to the sky!
When will the sky turn black ?!
I say how fascinating when the sun rises up, It is restoring the life on the planet!
When will the light come back ?!
You say you want to chase adventure, to go beyond the limitation !
I suggest to ride the dirt bike down the hill!
You say faster and faster. never brake the wheel, that’s my condition!
I say in your imagination there is no hesitation!
you raise your intonation, let’s throw away convention and live the moment!
I agree with best intention, no more frustration. now is the important!
You say you want to feed the curiosity,to live the liberty, to look for the mystery!
I say let’s ramble the green fields, embrace the marvellous, and explore the Cosmos!
You say you’d love to be a winter wind,stormy cold breeze, bending the heads and freezing to the trees!
I say I’d love to be the summer wind, soft warm breeze, pampering the buttercups and teasing to the leaves!
You say you are the habit in my mind, sinking in my thought!
I say I am the wave on your beach, sinking in your sand!

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Bilal Strife

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my name is bilal.Iam 24 years old.I would like to sail further with my imagination to come up with collection of expressions which I call "dairy poetry experience".
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